Aye

L.A

If they want that heat with us, then you know we steppin on them

Killas in my city, and these pussy niggas tellin on them

Gang had bitches , went to jail, they ain't even checkin on them

Catch him out, run down, and im gone put that weapon on him

Moving big shit, trap house look like a truck stop

Fuck the judge, fuck these hoes, fuck police and fuck opps

Turned 13, and i was learning how to buss Glocks

He won't in class for role call, i caught him at the bus stop (gang)

Leave the keys in your car, ill turn this bitch to GTA

On the way to the ops block, bro whats the ETA

Trying to duck the FBI and trying to duck the DEA

Put this zipper on your mouth if you ain't tryna see me spray

Put the barrel on her mouth, and i told the hoe to lick it

The ops on the fence (defense) and ian talking bout the pickett

She said i got a problem, told her ian tryna fix it

Pull up on him, walk down, hand him the clip like its a ticket

Whats the pressure?

In the kitchen, cookin up this dope on the stove, and ima give your auntie all the extras

Lil shawty wanna claim a nigga, fuck that, i won't let her

I just tell her what to do, and she gone do it , thats alexa

Make it rain, they need umbrellas

Spin a block, we propellers

Its pay day, send my collectors

Get you touched, ain't no molesters

Bullets made it thru… semesters

Catch him down bad, you see a flash, he on a wall like a projector (wall)

Big screen…

No little shit , bitch we like tote them big things

Remember 6th grade, sports player, i had big dreams

7th grade my brother said i’d be a killer before 16

8th grade, i upped this Glock, he yelled, it sounded like a bitch screamed

Im finna blow, SNEEZE bitch, its finna be cold out

Peeped the games, i got a telly, they kicked in my old house

These nigga want to show out, fuck that, keep yo dough out

I hopped up out that back, LIKE WHATS GOOD? i got my pole out

We rob niggas… it ain no bargains

Bitch we like to shoot.. shit it ain no arguing

I be perked up, im on the drill, i got my narcan

Try to play and im shooting with the rockets, ain no harden

Bitch wanna talk, put my dick in her throat

And this dope come cross the border, gotta get it off the boat

Bring out them polls(poles) and im taking niggas checks, like a vote

Hit the bitch from the back, and i left her, like a note

Put the carcass on the bag, zip it up like a coat

He pulled up as a shooter, and he left as ghost

When it come to my bread.. then im leaving niggas toast

Catch a body, put a sign out on the block, da trap is closed… gang